"It's you!" When Tang Yichuan saw his fate, he suddenly had a clear feeling in his heart.

"It's us!" The laughter was weird, and a big knife-like weapon quickly attacked Tang Yichuan.

The fox jumped out from the side, a huge tail flicked over, blocking the attack of the big knife, Tang Yichuan dodged to the side, and the exorcism sword in his hand had already stabbed towards his life.

A dart in Yun's hand came out of his hand, and the dart contaminated with poison was bright and weird, attacking straight towards Nalan Ning's eyebrows, Murong Qingshu protected Nalan Ning, and grabbed the poison dart with one hand to reflect Xiang Yun.

Fate fit the two together, and the two formed one back to back, attacking both sides.

Tang Yichuan looked at fate coldly, "You sent me one of the three books and four orders, just to make yin and yang chaotic, you have calculated a qiē, because you are fate." ”

A sneer came, and he said in a loud voice: "We are destiny, and we also want to control our own destiny." Don't you think fate is messing up the trajectory, but it's more fun? The world is a lot more interesting than it used to be. ”

"Maniac." Tang Yichuan flew forward, and the exorcism sword in his hand stabbed at his life.

Leaping for his life, he dodged the Exorcist Sword.

Shi Xuan's voice said coldly: "It's time to go in." ”

"No way!" Fate both screamed at the same time.

Tang Yichuan was pushed to the side by fate at the same time, fate and luck fell into that door, Murong Qingshu and the fox wanted to attack fate at the same time, but they were unexpectedly sucked into the door.

Nalan Ning reached out and grabbed the fox's wrist, and Tang Yichuan flew over and grabbed Nalan Ning's back collar. At this moment, the sound of a fight suddenly came from behind.

Before Tang Yichuan could turn his head to look back, he felt a wave of his big hand, and a huge force pushed him forward.

"Stop!" A slightly familiar voice came.

Tang Yichuan felt a buzzing sound in his head, and before he had time to think, he had already lost consciousness.

The door was about to be closed, and Shi Xuan fought with the person in front of him with one hand and closed the door with the other hand.

Seeing this, a fat figure frantically rushed towards the half-closed door, and the moment he pounced on the door, the door also shut.

Tang Yichuan felt when he opened his eyes again. It's not where it used to be. He didn't even see Nalan Ning, the foxes, and he found himself lying on a clean and tidy bed, with nothing around him. Looking up, I saw the yellowed ceiling where the moonlight was filtering.

It was a very small room. There is nothing but a one-and-a-half bed in the room. It was a chair in the window and a cramped and dilapidated desk, and the paint had fallen in several places.

The curtains also look very old in color, gray-blue. There is a pattern of panda wrapped bamboo, and the curtains are obviously often washed and clean, but they have turned white and faded.

There is a poster on the light blue door, I don't know which female star it is, she wears a lot of makeup, and her original appearance is covered by makeup, which is not good-looking at all.

Tang Yichuan rolled his eyes on the bed a few times, and after looking at the entire room, he made sure that there was no one else here, and he didn't seem to be dreaming, so he slowly sat up from the bed.

Looking around, it was such a simple single room, and there was a dilapidated bathroom, except for a toilet, a faucet that didn't even have a sink, and a red bucket underneath, and then ticking the falling water.

What is this place? What happened?

Tang Yichuan closed his eyes and meditated for a while, convinced that he was not dreaming, this place should have been sent by the time sequence, no matter what the place was, it was certain that this was the arrangement of the time sequence, and he sent him here in order to change something.

He came here, so where did Nalan Ning, Murong Qingshu, and the fox go?

Tang Yichuan felt it, the three books and four orders in his hand were still there, but he couldn't feel the immortal power of the three books and four orders. I can't feel the yin and yang tree in my consciousness anymore, there are many things missing, but there are still many memories, he remembers how to draw all the charms, but he doesn't remember the mana of the demon emperor, he remembers who he is, but he doesn't know what place this is.

In a blink of an eye, he saw a book on the desk, Tang Yichuan walked over and picked it up and took a look.

It turned out to be his handwriting, exactly the same as his, but he was sure that he had never written such words.

This is like a diary, Tang Yichuan sat at the desk, and began to read the diary by the dim light, from the first page to the last page.

The person who wrote the diary was called Tang Yichuan like him, nicknamed Sanqian, but he had a different life from him.

This man is very poor, and he is obviously living in poverty, which can be seen from the place where he lives.

This Tang Yichuan has two jobs that are not jobs, one is to write a manuscript for a qiē magazine, specializing in writing about ghosts, and the other is an exorcist, collecting demons and catching ghosts, which is somewhat similar to him. Tang Yichuan thought.

However, this Tang Yichuan does not collect money like him, so his income is quite unstable, and his diary often mentions that he has no money to eat, and he is almost kicked out by the landlord because he has no money to pay rent.

Looking at Tang Yichuan, he felt that his stomach was a little hungry, and in a trance, Tang Yichuan suddenly noticed that his body had changed a little.

Yes, this body doesn't seem to be his body anymore, he's not that thin, he won't be hungry so easily, and there's almost no meat on his stomach!

Tang Yichuan jumped up from the chair and began to look for a mirror, but unfortunately, he searched every corner and did not find a mirror, and finally opened the curtain and took a picture of the curtain.

It's him, it's not him!

The person on the window, his hair was long and messy, his face was pale and sallow, his eyes were very strict, and his body was skinny, Tang Yichuan was sure that this person was not him, even if he had the same appearance, he was not like him, and he was not like him than Tang Yique.

So did he cross over?

All sorts of jumbled thoughts, all sorts of possibilities flashed through my mind. Tang Yichuan thought about it all over again, and in the end, he felt that the most likely situation was that the time sequence had driven them into the wheel of time and entered another fork in the road of life, that is, another possible life for him, and this Tang Yichuan was him on this road. He is now in the place of this person, which is probably similar to the time travel in the TV series.

Be all abroad!

Tang Yichuan stared at the diary on the desk, flipped through it, and suddenly saw a line of words flashing on the last page: Cholera in the world, a hundred ghosts must be accepted.

Words are just flashes and disappear in the blink of an eye. But Tang Yichuan is sure of it. I did see this line of words, and I could see it clearly.

Collect a hundred ghosts? This was obviously said to him, otherwise it would not have appeared sooner or later. It won't come at this time.

Could it be that the timing means. Let him come to this place. Conquer the Hundred Ghosts?

Yin and Yang are in turmoil, causing hundreds of ghosts to wander into the world, and this time. The timing is to give him a chance to recover, is it that if he subdues the hundred ghosts, he will return to his original position as soon as he qiē?

Tang Yichuan was suddenly startled, he thought of the fate of the two who stopped him from coming, if fate also came to this world, were they trying to find a way to stop him from doing a qiē? What will they do in this world to plunge the world into a state of yin and yang chaos?

With a messy feeling in his head, Tang Yichuan closed the diary in his hand.

He was already ready to encounter trouble as soon as he stepped into the Nine Gates of Hell, whether it was sealing the Four Fierce Beasts or finding the Wheel of Time, but he didn't expect that Yiqiē didn't come according to his preparation.

It's a bit abrupt, but it doesn't seem too tricky.

Hundred ghosts, hundred ghosts, Tang Yichuan suddenly remembered something, just now I saw in the diary that the hundred ghosts nocturnal map was mentioned above, it should really be in whose hands, find the hundred ghosts nocturnal map, and collect the ghosts one by one according to the hundred ghosts nocturnal map!

Tang Yichuan flipped through the diary again, and sure enough, he found a page of the diary about the Hundred Ghost Map, which was written down a few months ago, and it was mentioned that there was a strange old man in the ancient alley who had a Hundred Ghost Map, and the Hundred Ghost Map recorded the information of the Hundred Ghosts, which was an encyclopedia in the exorcism world, and many exorcists wanted to get it.

This original Tang Yichuan obviously wanted to get the Hundred Ghost Diagram as well, but when he went to look for the old man, he was fooled by the old man, and instead of getting the Hundred Ghost Diagram, he had a nightmare in the old man's house, and he never looked for the old man since.

If he wanted to subdue the hundred ghosts, Tang Yichuan was sure that he needed the hundred ghosts diagram very much, although he knew part of the hundred ghosts, but he didn't know all about the hundred ghosts.

Tang Yichuan closed the diary again, wanting to see the time, but found that this Tang Yichuan was really miserable, he didn't even have a clock, and it took him a long time before he found a worn-out Nokia mobile phone under the pillow at the head of the bed.

Tang Yichuan looked at the antique Nokia, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and looked at the time, it was half past two in the morning.

In the middle of the night, I can only continue to sleep.

Tang Yichuan turned around and fell asleep on the bed, he had experienced a lot of things, and he didn't feel too urgent, he knew in his heart that many things could not be changed if you were in a hurry. The meal has to be eaten in one bite, and things still have to be done step by step.

What's more, now they don't even know where Nalan Ning is going.

Since he can travel to this Tang Yichuan's body, then there must be Nalan Ning, Fox and the like in this world, and they should also return to their own bodies in this world.

However, he Tang Yichuan is no longer the Tang Yichuan he used to be, what kind of identity Nalan Ning of this world, the fox at this time, will be, I'm afraid it is not something he can guess at will.

Tang Yichuan closed his eyes to rest, and when he woke up, it was already dawn, and his stomach was growling with hunger, and he didn't know how long this poor ghost hadn't eaten.

After rummaging in the room for a long time, Tang Yichuan didn't find anything to eat, the only food was a package that was opened, it was a moldy compressed biscuit, whether it could be eaten was a question, and I didn't know what it would be like in my stomach after eating.

Although Tang Yichuan used to raise Tang Tang, his life would not be too comfortable, but he had never been constrained to this kind of Cheng dù.

After searching every corner of the room, Tang Yichuan found that this person was really poor, and there was a passbook, but there were only a few hundred yuan in it, as for the cash on his body. That's not to mention, thirty bucks.

Tang Yichuan thought to himself, fortunately, it's not three yuan, so you don't need to eat instant noodles.

With thirty yuan in his hand, Tang Yichuan went out with his passbook and this person's ID card.

The place where he lived was an old-looking tube building, the doors around it were all closed, there was no sound, and judging by the clothes hanging outside, they were all inhabited, but they should have all gone out.

I took a look around my surroundings. Tang Yichuan couldn't tell which city or township this was.

Roughly noted down the address. Tang Yichuan left the building, there was no building in front of it, only a path, and Tang Yichuan walked out along the path. On both sides are groves. Look back. The building looked eerie, and if it were him, he would never live in such a place.

But people who don't have money. I don't have the right to pick a place to live, so it's good to have a nest that can shelter from the wind and rain.

After walking for half an hour, there is a larger cement road in front of you, there is a small supermarket on the side of the cement road, you can see the cashier at the door of the supermarket at a glance on the cement road, standing there in a daze, expressionless, like a puppet, cold and cold, making people feel a chill down the spine, as if they are not people.

Tang Yichuan walked a few steps, and suddenly stopped, and he looked back at the supermarket again.

His instincts told him that something was wrong with the supermarket, especially with the cashier, who looked even more wrong, but strangely, he couldn't see anything.

The mana on his body is gone, and the yin-yang tree has disappeared, could it be that he doesn't even have yin-yang eyes now?

Damn, it can't be true, right?

Tang Yichuan scolded ten thousand times in his heart, his eyes widened and he looked at the surrounding Yiqi, he tried to see if he could see ghosts, but he didn't see anything, just some extremely ordinary people.

Sure enough, there is none.

Tang Yichuan knows best what it feels like to have no yin and yang eyes, once he didn't have yin and yang eyes, and later he also had yin and yang eyes, he knows how to distinguish ghosts, whether it is when there are yin and yang eyes or when there are no yin and yang eyes, so he can judge that now his yin and yang eyes are indeed gone.

He is not afraid of not having yin and yang eyes, but the problem is that he wants to catch a hundred ghosts, and he wants to catch a hundred ghosts, and it is somewhat inconvenient to have no yin and yang eyes.

Is this particular timing teasing him?

Walking to a place that seemed to be quite prosperous, Tang Yichuan saw a Shaxian snack, went in to take a look, and asked for a duck leg rice for twelve yuan.

The accent of many people around Tang Yichuan can be heard more or less, it is from Jiangsu and Zhejiang, this may be a little-known town, and there are not many people.

Tang Yichuan was eating duck leg rice while thinking about what he should do next, at present, he should be here to clean up a mess and clean up the hundred ghosts, so the first thing he should do is to find the hundred ghosts map first.

Although he remembered Nalan Ling and them in his heart, Tang Yichuan knew that after these people arrived at this place, they must also have their own different identities, so it was as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack to find someone and only know the other party's appearance.

After eating the meal in three or two bites, Tang Yichuan paid and asked casually: "Boss, how do you go to Osmanthus Lane here?" ”

"Go to Osmanthus Lane, there is a bus in front, three roads, sit at the end, walk a few steps to arrive." The boss glanced at Tang Yichuan twice in surprise, and wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

Tang Yichuan took a toothpick, and walked to the place where he was sitting on the bus while picking his teeth.

Osmanthus Lane is the place where the diary said that there is a hundred ghost maps, and there is a very special bar in that place, a bar where exorcists gather, Tang Yichuan plans to find a hundred ghost maps, and by the way, he will inquire again, have the hundred ghosts been haunted somewhere.

As soon as I arrived at the stop sign, the No. 3 bus came, Tang Yichuan got on the bus and threw two coins, and sat in the car where there were almost no people on this trip.

In addition to him and the driver in the car, there was an old man who looked very old, his hair was blown up, he was dressed as a beggar, and his face was full of heroism, you can guess by looking at that face, this old man should have been a handsome young man when he was young, and the old man's eyes were very sharp, which made Tang Yichuan couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Having come into contact with all kinds of people, Tang Yichuan still has a bit of an eye for people, many times many people don't just look at appearance, the old man's appearance is an inconspicuous beggar, but the aura he exudes is definitely not as simple as a beggar.

Glancing at the old man. Tang Yichuan saw that he was holding a copper bell in his hand, half the size of a palm, very delicately made, with some ghost-like patterns on it, and it looked like an exorcism bell.

This eighty percent is an exorcist.

Tang Yichuan thought to himself, are all the exorcists here down-and-out like this? Isn't there a charge for everyone to exorcise demons?

The old man raised his eyes and glanced at Tang Yichuan, his eyes were still very sharp, as if he could see through everything in people's hearts at a glance.

Tang Yichuan subconsciously sat up straight and turned his head to look out the window.

Click, click.

Footsteps were heard. The beggar sat down next to Tang Yichuan.

Tang Yichuan glanced back at the beggar. I don't know why.

The beggar sniffed: "Is there anything to eat?" I didn't eat today. ”

"No ......" Tang Yichuan thought to himself that I hadn't eaten for a few days, where would I have food for you, but after thinking about it, his current situation was a little bad. It is not advisable to make enmity with others. What's more, this old man is not simple at first glance. There is nothing wrong with going out with more favors.

When the old beggar was disappointed and was about to leave, Tang Yichuan took out the ten yuan in his pocket and handed it to the beggar and said, "I don't have much left." If you don't dislike it, go buy something to eat. ”

The beggar's eyes lit up, and he unceremoniously took the ten yuan in Tang Yichuan's hand, looked at Tang Yichuan again, and said, "Is there anything else?" ”

"I've got to save some time for the ride." Tang Yichuan said.

"Two dollars for the car ride is enough, and then six dollars." The old man was still unceremonious, and it was like a lion's mouth.

The more capable a person is, the more eccentric his temper becomes.

Seeing more, Tang Yichuan didn't feel strange, and took a careful look at the rattle in the old beggar's hand, it was a genuine thing, and Tang Yichuan gave the old man six yuan.

The old man stuffed the money into his pocket with satisfaction, shook the bell in his hand, thought about it and handed it to Tang Yichuan and said, "Take it, you can use it." ”

Tang Yichuan looked at the old man hesitantly, this old man seemed to know everything.

"There's a hanged ghost in the second, you can go and see it. One of the hundred ghosts. The old beggar said and sat back in his place, in the back row of the bus.

Tang Yichuan, who originally wanted to say something, didn't have time to ask anything, the driver stopped and arrived at the station.

The old man disappeared in a blink of an eye, and when Tang Yichuan chased down from the car, he didn't even see the ghost of the old man.

Tang Yichuan walked in the direction that the boss said, and soon found the osmanthus alley, there was a huge osmanthus tree at one end of this alley, perhaps because of the name of the osmanthus tree.

Osmanthus Lane is very lively, with all kinds of stalls, all kinds of tourists, and many shops that look special.

Tang Yichuan walked over, and the first thing he saw turned out to be a paper tie shop, and an old man in the shop was tying a paper man, Tang Yichuan saw that the paper tie man who was almost finished was exactly the same as Su in white!

Standing at the door in a daze for a while, Tang Yichuan looked at the old man who put Bai Yi Su aside, and the lifelike Bai Yi Su.

"Is there anything you need?" The old man in the paper shop stood up, nearly one meter nine tall, Tang Yichuan felt that he was standing in front of the giant.

"Nothing." Tang Yichuan looked at the white-clothed Su and muttered, "It's too human-like, no wonder it becomes a essence." ”

The old man smiled kindly, and gently touched the head of the paper man in Baiyi Su, "This is my granddaughter." Not for sale. ”

Tang Yichuan nodded with a smile and continued to walk forward.

He vaguely felt that in this world, he should still meet a lot of acquaintances.

The timing is messed up.,But the people who should save zài still save zài.,I just don't know if the Hundred Ghost Gate.,Luo Shenmen and the like are still in zài.,Whether it's still controlled by the original person.,He shouldn't have sinned here Those sects.,The relationship between the eight poles can't be beaten.。

The streets of the alley are full of stalls selling antiques, and some selling exorcism paraphernalia, but there are very few things, and they are very old, and they are not as old as those things that Tang Yichuan used before.

There are almost no things here that are easy to use and convenient, they are all very old-fashioned things, Tang Yichuan remembered the fat man.

But as soon as he thought of the fat man, Tang Yichuan couldn't help frowning, he remembered that when he fell into this place, the last voice he heard seemed to be a fat man.

Shouldn't a fat man not be able to enter the Nine Gates? How did he get in, and why did he obstruct timing?

Thinking of the fat man, Tang Yichuan was inexplicably a little uneasy, he remembered that the proprietress Red Butterfly reminded him more than once to be careful of the fat man.

Thinking about it carefully, although he is very familiar with the fat man, he is not very clear about many things in the fat man's past, they are all listening to the fat man's words, what the fat man was born in, what is the situation at home, all of which the fat man himself said, he has never seen the fat man have any relatives, unlike him, a huge Tang family is placed there, and everyone knows what his situation is. (To be continued......)